Friday Picture Show Flash
This weeks’s #FridayPictureShow has a pretty cool pic for a prompt.
Sanza stood in place as the masked figure brought up the smoking barrels of the gun after using it on the man guiding her through the maze. She couldn’t see any features. The plumed hat obscured the eyes even as she felt their weight.
Her eyes looked to the gun, the gun wisping off the barrels and she took a step back. The click of the hammer being pulled back stopped her in her tracks. She swallowed with difficulty, her scream stuck in her throat like a lodged stone. She could run. She couldn’t outrun the blast of the gun.